You remember that night in the Garden, you came down to my dressing room and said, "Kid, this ain't your night. We're going for th...e price on Wilson." You remember that? "This ain't your night." My night? I could have taken Wilson apart. So what happens? He gets the title shot outdoors in a ball park and what do I get? A one-way ticket to Palookaville.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »

I have no doubt that it is a part of the destiny of the human race, in its gradual improvement, to leave off eating animals, as su...rely as the savage tribes have left off eating each other when they came in contact with the more civilized.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »

Swan/Mary Rutledge: Oh no, no. I'm not running away. I came here to get something, and I'm going to get it.Col. Cobb: Yes, b...ut San Francisco is no place for a woman.Swan: Why not? I'm not afraid. I like the fog. I like this new world. I like the noise of something happening.... I'm tired of dreaming, Colonel Cobb. I'm staying. I'm staying and holding out my hands for gold--bright, yellow gold.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »

If sometimes our poor people have had to die of starvation, it is not that God didn't care for them, but because you and I didn't ...give, were not an instrument of love in the hands of God, to give them that bread, to give them that clothing; because we did not recognize him, when once more Christ came in distressing disguise, in the hungry man, in the lonely man, in the homeless child, and seeking for shelter.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »

I hear many condemn these men because they were so few. When were the good and the brave ever in a majority? Would you have had hi...m wait till that time came?--till you and I came over to him?LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »

It appears that in a forest like this the great majority of flowers, shrubs, and grasses are confined to the banks of the rivers a...nd lakes, and to the meadows, more open swamps, burnt lands, and mountain-tops; comparatively very few indeed penetrate the woods. There is no such dispersion even of wild-flowers as is commonly supposed, or as exists in a cleared and settled country. Most of our wild-flowers, so called, may be considered as naturalized in the localities where they grow. Rivers and lakes are the great protectors of such plants against the aggressions of the forest, by their annual rise and fall keeping open a narrow strip where these more delicate plants have light and space in which to grow. They are the protégés of the rivers. These narrow and straggling bands and isolated groups are, in a sense, the pioneers of civilization. Birds, quadrupeds, insects, and man also, in the main, follow the flowers, and the latter in his turn makes more room for them and for berry-bearing shrubs, birds, and small quadrupeds. One settler told me that not only blackberries and raspberries but mountain maples came in, in the clearing and burning.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »

In all her products, Nature only develops her simplest germs. One would say that it was no great stretch of invention to create bi...rds. The hawk which now takes his flight over the top of the wood was at first, perchance, only a leaf which fluttered in its aisles. From rustling leaves she came in the course of ages to the loftier flight and clear carol of the bird.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »

As we thus swept along, our Indian repeated in a deliberate and drawling tone the words "Daniel Webster, great lawyer," apparently... reminded of him by the name of the stream, and he described his calling on him once in Boston, at what he supposed was his boarding-house. He had no business with him, but merely went to pay his respects, as we should say. In answer to our questions, he described his person well enough. It was on the day after Webster delivered his Bunker Hill oration, which I believe Polis heard. The first time he called he waited till he was tired without seeing him, and then went away. The next time, he saw him go by the door of the room in which he was waiting several times, in his shirt-sleeves, without noticing him. He thought that if he had come to see Indians, they would not have treated him so. At length, after very long delay, he came in, walked toward him, and asked in a loud voice, gruffly, "What do you want?" and he, thinking at first, by the motion of his hand, that he was going to strike him, said to himself, "You'd better take care; if you try that I shall know what to do." He did not like him, and declared that all he said "was not worth talk about a musquash." We suggested that probably Mr. Webster was very busy, and had a great many visitors just then.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »

Soon after the Indian houses came in sight, but I could not at first tell my companion which of two or three large white ones was ...our guide's. He said it was the one with blinds.... We stopped for an hour at his house, where my companion shaved with his razor, which he pronounced in very good condition. Mrs. P. wore a hat and had a silver brooch on her breast, but she was not introduced to us. The house was roomy and neat. A large new map of Oldtown and the Indian Island hung on the wall, and a clock opposite to it. Wishing to know when the cars left Oldtown, Polis's son brought one of the last Bangor papers, which I saw was directed to "Joseph Polis," from the office. This was the last that I saw of Joe Polis. We took the last train, and reached Bangor that night.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »